Luyện nghe bài hát Marron's Glance

We are lost we are
We're of us in despair
Though we may not have the
But for we know how we fare
For us all do practice
We only get one
And God help who stumble
In front of glance.

We are tryers if not
And we all will our day
And for some it may come
And for others go the way
For he all
For all the to see
And to hell with Marron
When he me.

your name high on the hoardings
And your dreams way up in
An' conscious of the critic
For the finger bites
As he out the venom
we love him just the same
But the devil ya', Marron
When your pen grows and tame.